Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

feel you

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.

ion

i dont understand magnetisation

IWGD

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

idk

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

is everyoneback on tumblr now

yeah

in a post. I want to be remembered

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

what do you mean

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

thank you

i have read not even 1 book

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.